Time seems so swift as the tide
Narrowing the ways that were wide
Making me helpless though having you by my side
Tell me in whom should I confide?
She went far away from me to hide
My glad heart, my friend, my sibilant, my guide
Its hard for 'Him' to keep the knots tied
To hark the call of the lost ones that cried...
Laya
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